her rose

Two days after the banquet, the filming of "Going Back" came again? A critical juncture.

Already fed up with the suffering in the outside world, Gu Qingsheng finally inevitably missed those days when he was extremely tired.

She quietly returned to the city where she and her original lover lived, found a place in the coffee shop opposite her home, and quietly looked at her door.

She probably didn't want to go back, she knew she couldn't go back?

It's just that the frail body and the spirit on the verge of collapse at this moment want to find a familiar corner for her to appease the soul who is about to leave the body.

She has been in the grotesque?world?for too long, those lights are so beautiful?but fleeting, making her more and more uncertain whether she is still alive in this world.

If it's all a dream, isn't it wrong to seek relief?

The remaining? survival desire prompted her to come? here, if nothing has changed, maybe she can muster a little? courage to survive.

But the last thing Gu Qingsheng saw was his former lover and his pregnant wife.

Fragmented? The soul seems to have no spare time to be angry or sad, just enough for her to squeeze out a forced? wry smile from the corner of her lips.

From beginning to end, that childish?, willful?, living in a dream?, she was the only one.

Everyone is moving forward, and she has lost? That? Ability?

The actor who played the wife was sent to the door of the studio in a luxurious RV two hours before the shooting of the scene. How many people were tall? The security guard and the assistant who carried the big box? Surrounded by the omega who were much thinner than them in the center.

Director Yan frowned in dissatisfaction? Frowning, he really hates artists who are useless? Battle? There is a security guard in front of the studio, and the studio is full of crew members? Staff, these people are afraid that someone will kidnap their artist in public no?

But when he saw the appearance of Meng Ziyan who played the role of his wife, he still breathed a sigh of relief.

As one of the actors who clearly stated in the contract that they are not allowed to be exchanged, this person must have some background behind him. Director Yan was worried about some leader stealing private goods before, but looking at this person, he looks beautiful, and his temperament belongs to that kind "Xiaojiabiyu's type" is a little shy when seeing strangers. The most important thing is that her "facial features" are really similar to Jiang Hanguang's.

This alone makes her a perfect replacement for that Gu Qingsheng.

Mencius went directly to the rest room, and didn't come out until the filming started. She was quite clever, but her behavior seemed a little dull, and she hesitated under the guidance of the staff. On stage.

Yan Zhi didn't expect that it was Jiang Hanguang who had the problem.

From the moment she saw Mencius' words, the woman's delicate eyebrows frowned, and even her strict preparations failed to wake her up.

Yan Zhi was a little dissatisfied? He yelled, "Xiaojiang, what are you doing!"

Jiang Han paused, and rushed to the filming area? Yan Zhi apologized? Nodded, "Sorry, Director Yan, can we start now?"

At this time, everyone's eyes followed Yan Zhi's voice to Jiang Hanguang, and Mencius Yan was no exception.

She saw that strange yet familiar face, and the other side seemed to be looking at her from the corner of her eye.

She is unfamiliar because she has never seen Jiang Hanguang before, but familiar because she is beaten every time Jiang Hanguang appears on the screen.

So much so that when she saw Jiang Hanguang's face now, those wounds hidden under the clothes that hadn't completely healed began to ache again.

She couldn't help showing a bit of pain, and Jiang Hanguang had a panoramic view of that expression.

Jiang Hanguang clenched her hands slightly under the table, she already had a guess in her heart.

One she didn't want to admit, but was almost certain of? A guess.

Today's filming didn't go well, not to mention that Jiang Hanguang's condition is worse than a few days ago? It's not a star and a half. The newcomer? His face was stiff and he looked like he was waiting for training. How could he act out the loving look in the script?

Director Yan had to suspend the filming. He got angry and ordered the two actresses to go back and rest for an hour, so as to understand? The role was restarting.

Jiang Hanguang looked at Mencius Yan's thin back and followed him silently.

Cheng Ying in the audience also noticed it? No, she didn't stop Jiang Hanguang, but followed the woman to the door of Meng Ziyan's lounge.

The tall, conscientious security guard stopped in front of the two of them, but Jiang Hanguang was not as polite as before, she just said flatly and calmly, "You? Mr. Feng, did you tell me that I can see Miss Meng?" ?”

Cheng Yingjiang? Hearing these words clearly, he couldn't help feeling tense.

What good intentions does Feng Nan have?Hearing Jiang Hanguang's tone, he had clearly guessed what he meant.

The security guard looked at each other for a moment, moved away from him, but blocked the shadow of Cheng Cheng behind him.

A good-looking one? The security guard said unquestionably, "Boss Feng only lets Ms. Jiang go alone."

Cheng Ying grabbed Jiang Hanguang's hand: "Then you can't go either."

Who knows if Mencius Yan will hide a knife in his arms, Feng Nan's current?

But Jiang Hanguang just looked back? She glanced at her, and she involuntarily let go of her hand.

The woman's eyes?are full of that?urgent?pain, as if she is not about to enter a lounge, but to see a?truth that makes her extremely painful.

Even so, she tried to slow down her tone as much as possible, and said to Cheng Ying, "It's going to be okay?"

Why is she so sure?

Cheng Ying suddenly understood, and suddenly became furious.

Killing is the next thing? Punishment is the top priority.

Jiang Hanguang slowly pushed open the door of the lounge. Mencius Yan was still wearing the conservative and well-covered maternity dress. She seemed to have guessed that Jiang Hanguang would come, but she was more concerned about the one who was standing by her side than waiting for her. The assistant nodded and nodded, and quietly retreated to the convenience.

She stood up slowly, looked at Jiang Hanguang two by two, and finally revealed a smile like crying, and said slowly: "I have thought about the scene when I met you many times, should I Angry, complaining, or crying, cursing, but right now, it doesn't seem to be."

Although Feng Nan stuffed the phrase "hate Jiang Hanguang" into her mind in a very simple and rude way, human beings are, after all, complex animals.

Feng Nan didn't know what Jiang Hanguang meant to Mencius in those dark days.

Mencius Yan is Jiang Hanguang's? Shadow, Jiang Hanguang is not Mencius Yan? Shadow?

She fantasized about Jiang Hanguang's life every night when she was in pain and couldn't sleep.

It's good that she escaped from this terrible cage, she has a free life, and she has someone who loves her.

Is Jiang Han's light shining on the mouth of the dark well? Moonlight, weak and indifferent, but always there.

The person in the well knows that he will never climb out of this abyss-like well, so he can only spend the rest of his life in the long night by relying on the cold moonlight.

Mencius said he didn't hate Jiang Hanguang, she might? be the person in the world who most wishes Jiang Hanguang to live a good life.

Just like that Gu Qingsheng who jumped down?

It is enough for me to be rotten on this land, and you can continue your happy life.

I'm not jealous because I'm unlucky, because I'm cowardly and incompetent?

Jiang Hanguang looked at her face with a never-before-stern expression. She was silent for a moment before opening her mouth, "You? With Feng Nan..."

Mencius Yan had already prepared this question. She didn't answer, but slowly took off her coat.

Jiang Hanguang's breathing was short and stagnant.

The part of the woman's fair-skinned body is covered with terrible scars.

The blue ones, the purple ones, the ones cut by a knife, the ones burned by smoke.

Jiang Hanguang thought that he was already prepared, but his mind was still blanked by this cruel scene.

Instinctively, she grabbed the chair beside her, and grasped the deep pit on the soft back of the chair with her hands, her white fingertips were oppressed and turned pale.

Tears fell from her eyes, but she couldn't make a sound when she opened her mouth.

If it could come out, it must be an angry growl like a wounded beast.

It was the first time she felt this kind of "outright" anger, so angry that if Feng Nan was in front of her, she didn't know what she would do? Anger.

From Feng Nan's point of view, this matter is indeed a complete victory.

He really understands Jiang Hanguang, at least he knows that the most painful thing for Jiang Hanguang is often not his own harm, but implicating innocent people.

There was a person who was treated so inhumanly just because he looked a bit like her.

Like that? The pain was far beyond what she could bear by herself.

Mencius Yan looked at Jiang Hanguang's face, sighed, put his clothes back on, took out a tissue, walked up to her, and asked, "If I wipe your tears for you, you'll think I'm dirty." ?"

Jiang Hanguang shook his head almost in panic.

Mencius carefully wiped away Jiang Hanguang's tears little by little, his tone still calm: "I know I won't let you see it, but you won't go back, but it's not your fault, I know, it's not your fault, it's my bad luck."

Later, she found that Jiang Hanguang's tears were still falling, and she couldn't finish wiping them off, so she could only helplessly shrug her shoulders and pretend to be relaxed, "I'm your fan, don't let me treat you Your final impression is this crying out of breath look."

The word "last impression" finally stimulated Jiang Hanguang, she grabbed Meng Ziyan's hand, and said firmly, "You? Can't? Go back!"

Mencius just shook his head: "Do you know why he let me out?"

Probably because she was afraid that Jiang Hanguang would say it would be too painful, she immediately asked herself and answered, "He has my?□□ and my? family."

Jiang Hanguang grabbed her? His wrist suddenly tightened, and Mencius frowned? He frowned but did not break free, "I can report him now, but I will lose my? Relatives, my? Reputation, you? Know how those people are? Judging the "victims" of those sexual assault cases, I would rather die than have my own video uploaded to certain websites for people to watch."

She bit the word death very hard, like an oath and a release.

Jiang Hanguang finally realized that he was in pain? She hurriedly let go of her hand, Mencius rubbed her wrist, with a kind of decisive calm in her eyes, "Wrong? It's him, you? Continue to live well Go, the better you live, the less he will live in peace, that is the best comfort for me. "

At the same time, Cheng Ying was sitting on a chair outside the door, looking up at the ceiling with a calm expression, but her hands hidden behind her were already clenched tightly on the armrest.

Just because Feng Nan didn't let her in doesn't mean she won't check.

The monitoring of Feng's villa is not a place that is difficult to invade.

She saw Feng Nan's tormenting of Mencius Yan. Out of pity for this man, she didn't continue to watch it, but directly transferred the monitoring to two months ago.

When did Feng Nan and Jiang Hanguang divorce?

She watched Jiang Hanguang put the divorce application on the table in front of the man, watched Feng Nan jump up violently, and threw the heavy ornament at hand at Jiang Hanguang.

The woman couldn't dodge in time, so she could only pounce with her hand, the sharp corner cut her arm, and bright red blood spilled out.

Then Feng Ying's angry voice came from outside the screen, and Feng Nan sat down like a mad dog held by his master, looking at his mother outside the screen with resentful eyes.

Cheng Ying's gaze was always on Jiang Hanguang, and the woman's face was still calm, with no sign of injury or pain.

That thin white palm tightly pressed the bleeding wound, but couldn't stop the blood gurgling out.

Blood oozed from between her fingers, dripped into the thick carpet, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Cheng Ying loosened her clenched teeth and let out a sigh of relief.

She had planned to stop here, and let Feng Nan, who was originally sitting on the cloud? The son of a rich family, lose everything. Just those contemptuous eyes are enough for this guy to suffer for the rest of his life.

But now she has changed her mind? How is that enough?

At least Feng Nan had to bleed enough blood that he let others bleed, barely enough.

The author has something to say: I was guilty of knocking Meng Jiang briefly.

ps: I think Rose has improved at least a little bit, and that is my portrayal of the villain. Some friends hated Feng Nan to the point of scolding me. This is no worse than Tang Mo, a guy with only [-] words of description Success, hahahaha (wry smile).

Finally: Who would have thought that someone in this world would dare to be sleepy after sleeping for 11 hours. I was probably a pig in my previous life. I hate iron but not steel.jpg

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